Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

The two tried to break free.

The woman was trembling, breathing heavily, her chest heaving violently, and looked at the male companion beside her.

"Did...did that person just now... mention... Wesley?"

"To shut up!!"

The man's expression changed: "Idiot, do you want us to die? There are so many people named Wesley in this world, don't let us get into trouble. Move now!! Let's leave here now, leave New York!!"

……

"Why is Cross here?"

Wesley came to a familiar place, turned his head slightly, and looked at his rented house with a dazed expression.

Beside him, Fox and others who were dispatched with him suddenly woke up and understood the reason why Cross's safe house was here.

She had complicated eyes and glanced at Wesley.

"Don't be distracted, wait until Cross is killed, you have enough time to do whatever you want." Fox clenched his pistol tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Now focus and cheer up, what you are about to face The Brotherhood's strongest killer."

"clear."

Wesley nodded, cleared away distracting thoughts, and locked his eyes on the apartment building opposite his rental house.

Their target is in this building.

Chapter 9 True Revenge

After negotiating with Cross, David did not leave the scene. Instead, he climbed onto the top floor of Wesley's rental house, watched the opposite building where the battle was about to take place, and prepared to watch the live broadcast from a distance.

What I have to do tonight is only half done, and the remaining half still needs to wait for the time.

To be honest, Cross's reaction did not surprise him.

Cross himself has a will to die.

When a fanatic finds out that his belief has been manipulated, apart from taking revenge and setting things right, all that remains is to die with his own body.

Before he died, the only thing Cross could not let go of was his son.

He will use his life as fuel and his own death to make Wesley grow into a strong man.

Now, David, as a disciple of Kloss, stood up and expressed his stance. Although it was threatening, it was not the result that Kloss wanted to see.

No one would put their hopes on a silly Baitian.

Besides, Cross still has a backup, and he is not afraid that David will break his promise.

In the original plot, the white-haired old man who made bullets for Cross and later guided Wesley to complete revenge was Cross' hidden means.

At the end of the film's plot, Wesley used Cross's iconic ultra-long-range sniper, and the high-tech bullets were shelled in the shooting route, separated in three stages, and completed his revenge on Sloan...

The sniper rifle and bullets were undoubtedly left by Cross.

Being able to fully accept the inheritance of Cross is inseparable from the old man who made the bullet.

This shows that Cross is not as simple as the surface.

His hidden power may not be enough to fight the Brotherhood, but it is relatively achievable to convince Wesley that he will not be so easily controlled by him.

Fortunately, David never thought about controlling anyone, he just wanted to get what he deserved.

For example, the right to speak in the fraternity.

"Teacher, you can rest assured and die."

David looked indifferent, and his eyes fell on Cross's rental house.

At this time, the dark curtains blocked his vision, and he couldn't observe whether Cross was still in the room after talking with him.

But it is conceivable that Wesley and members of the fraternity have arrived and sealed off the scene, and they will not let Cross escape unharmed.

A war is imminent.

And the outcome of this battle was already doomed under the arrangement of David, Cross and Sloan.

……

"The target is in the room. He hasn't come out since he returned to the room. Now it's time for us to go."

Everyone in the Brotherhood looked at each other with firm expressions and nodded to each other.

Fox took up his weapon and took the lead.

"and many more."

Wesley called the beauty in front of him and hesitated: "Be careful."

"You too."

Fox replied, and immediately disappeared into the darkness.

A group of people walked up the corridor all the way to the fourth floor and looked at one of the doors.

boom!

The repairman kicked up hard.

boom! !

The next moment, there was a violent explosion at the door, and intense flames swept across the entire room.

At the same time, the ferocious air wave spread, and the wooden anti-theft door was instantly destroyed by the explosion. Sharp sawdust and billowing white smoke covered everyone's vision in an instant, and the nostrils were filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

"Cough cough cough cough!!"

Fox coughed repeatedly: "Repairman, repairman, are you okay?"

"He is still alive, but he has lost his combat power. We must bring him back as soon as possible, otherwise he will lose too much blood and cannot be rescued..." The gunsmith's face was ugly, and he said in a low voice, "Klos has already prepared, everyone, give up the sneak attack, Get ready to attack.”

"I'll go first!"

Wesley didn't show any weakness, and rushed into the room.

At this time, the rental house was covered by thick smoke, and the viewing distance was less than five meters.

Even though he knew that Cross was in the smoke in the house, he couldn't detect its exact location at all.

Suddenly, Wesley seemed to hear a sound, raised his gun and fired.

Kaka! !

However, he just shot a vase.

"It's been tricked!!"

Wesleyton was not feeling well.

It's not that I can't do it, but that the enemy is too cunning.

His shot through the smoke didn't work, and even made Cross aware of his position hidden in the smoke.

So he yelled immediately: "Don't come in, wait until the smoke clears! He can't escape!! I'll hold him back!!"

Fox and the others looked at each other, decided to trust Wesley, withdrew from the thick smoke, and stood still at the door.

She said in a deep voice, "Call for support immediately."

Wesley didn't answer, and changed positions carefully, for fear of making the slightest movement, which would make Cross aware of his location.

But his combat experience was insufficient after all, and this was Cross's rental house. On the premise of being familiar with the terrain and having rich experience, Cross predicted Wesley's location.

It only took a moment for Cross to appear behind Wesley like a ghost in the smoke.

Wesley couldn't react in time, and was stuck in the back of the head with a pistol.

"Damn!"

Wesley felt a chill in his heart, and the scythe of death had already landed on his neck.

"do not move."

Kloss's tone was low, looking at the figure with his back turned to him, his eyes were very complicated.

After so many years, it was the first time I stood so close to Wesley.

His eyes fell on the gun in Wesley's hand.

"M1911, nice gun, beautifully modified, the type Fox likes."

Cross's tone was low and gentle, but it made Wesley's face flush.

In such a situation, praising his own gun, in his view, is humiliating himself.

"Wesley, haven't you ever doubted the essence of the Brotherhood?"

Cross spoke slowly.

"Suspect?"

Wesley didn't choose to call someone, but planned to delay Cross. As soon as the smoke cleared and Fox and others entered the room, Cross would not be able to escape, so he was happy to communicate with Cross to delay time.

"Why should I doubt it? You killed my father, betrayed the fraternity... and killed so many members of the fraternity."

Wesley whispered: "You are the one who betrayed your faith, and you are the one who should be suspicious!"

"I kill people who deserve to be killed."

Cross put the gun on the back of Wesley's head without moving, explaining: "They and Sloan have betrayed the creed of the Brotherhood, Wesley, you have been used by all of them. Now you see the Brotherhood, Not a real fraternity."

"Enough, stop talking!!"

Wesley snorted: "They didn't use me. I felt the warmth of my family from them. I was an orphan, a coward, and a waste. These days, I really feel the value of my life, even if it's just for revenge!!"

"It seems that I was wrong..."

Cross heard the firmness in Wesley's words, and smiled wryly, "I'm sorry!"

sorry?

Wesley was taken aback for a moment, not understanding why Cross wanted to say sorry to himself.

At this time, he saw the smoke gradually dissipate, and Cross behind him remained silent and hadn't spoken for a long time. He seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, and instantly realized that this was his opportunity.

Whoosh!

His eyes flickered for a moment, he turned around abruptly, raised his hand to hold the muzzle of the gun against the back of his head, and looked at Kloss suddenly, his heart felt cold again.

Kloss has been staring at himself, not distracted at all.

As long as Cross pulls the trigger, his head will explode like a watermelon.

Just when Wesley was ready to die together, he found that Cross was motionless, just looking at him tenderly, while his other hand raised the gun inertially, aimed the black muzzle at Cross' heart, and pulled the trigger .

boom!

The muzzle of the gun erupted, and a cluster of blood bloomed in Cross's heart.

Blood splashed and fell on Wesley's face.

Wesley stared blankly at the dying man in front of him. Although he was about to die, Cross didn't show any sadness, but just smiled regretfully.

Wesley somehow found this face somewhat kind.

The next moment, Cross spoke weakly, shocking Wesley.

Wesley instantly understood why Cross had countless chances to kill himself, but he never shot him.

"Son, the Brotherhood lied to you, and I am your father."

"how can that be?"

Wesley stared blankly at the fallen Cross, squatted down, saw that Cross was fumbling for something from his pocket, and took a step ahead to find a photo from his pocket.

It was a photo of myself when I was a child.

"I am your real father."

Klose's eyes were lifeless, and his vitality was rapidly fading: "It is my own decision to die at your hands... Someone... Someone will find you and guide you... But you have to remember, don't trust anyone... Don't be like me... Just be yourself!"

After the words fell, the emotion in his eyes froze, but the smile at the corner of his mouth never disappeared.

Wesleyton felt anxious.

He stood there blankly, although he was not convinced of what Klos said, but he did feel a sense of betrayal. The unprecedented bewilderment and huge emptiness hit him like a tide, his heart seemed to be clenched by a big hand, and he had difficulty breathing.